saveourearth | Run, run, follow me [Open Mingle]

Date: Saturday, 4.1.2020
Characters: OPEN

I.

It's midday when trouble seems to brew underfoot. Literally underfoot, in cases - wherever the Numbered are, they'll suddenly find dormice approaching them, running around their feet, in some cases up their legs, aiming to get their attention, and then running off - coming back again, running off once more in the same direction.

Trying to get the Numbered to FOLLOW.

II.

If Numbered decide to follow the mice, they'll be lead through the streets, fields, or whatever there is (in some cases, this might mean that the mice are trying to lead them through the military area aroudn the air base). Perhaps they'll run into other Numbered on the way - all mice seem to be leading those that they lead into the exact same direction.

III.

The direction of, it turns out, the tunnels under the cliffs. The mice will easily slip through the grates that bar the entries - the grates were made to keep humans out and let a tiny mice through easily. The Numbered, however... well, the grates were installed solid and sturdy to keep humans out. The mice will vanish in the tunnels and not come back.

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I think he has it on him?

[She assumes he put it on quiet and not-vibrating to go in there, which means that he will see messages eventually? probably? but there's no emergency communication possible. Which considering that you don't want to make vibrations or sound on top of a giant mouse is fair. ...Now she wonders, though. She's never tried to keep the network open and mute it at the same time. It's never been an issue because those who aren't Numbered can't hear or see it anyway... but can the mouse? With the echoes the dormice cause it seems to be connected to... whatever causes the network.]

I wonder if the giant dormouse can access the network, if it's awake.

I wonder if the tiny dormice can.

[This would not be the time to experiment with at least the giant dormouse, though.]

[To the best of his memory, his cousin has stubbornly refused to respond to anything on the network itself, always opting to text, or call, or meet with people in person. In terms of caution, Russell can understand it. But moments like this, where mobile reception is all but nothing...]

Dogs can, why not mice

Don't know why they'd play charades if they could just talk, tho

They might not

[be intelligent enough to use numbers, but then, she's not sure how intelligent Chad is. Was. It's been a while since she's heard him shout.]

trust the network?

[It has, come to think of it... And Russell's schedule has changed enough that he's barely done any dog-walking of late, who knows how long it's been since he crossed the dog's path.

But there's another pressing concern to take away from this exchange.]

I can't believe mice are smarter than me

[...she can't see how that follows, even after reading over it a few times.]

Why do you think they are smarter than you?

They know better than to put pictures of themselves up here don't they

Maybe not smarter
Cautious
If I wouldn't want my mum worrying about it then it's not that smart

A very sensible approach.

[As a mum she approves of that estimate.

Sadly, Janice, would point out. Mary Ann is more the reckless parent, so one should maybe also worry when she wouldn't.]

If only I ever took it
No, I have proper videos up here

Well
That's enough worrying about all this
I'll stay connected in case he responds to anything

[And, most likely, accidentally graze a hand against the notebook a couple times, resulting in a few less coherent pictures than the theoretical mouse drawing.]

All right, see you.

Run, run, follow me [Open Mingle]

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